The sun has disappeared again
Enrobed in folds of wispy gray
Shadows wrap around my heart
and squeeze.
The demons are dancing again
Twirling each other 'round and 'round
Stomping footprints into my head
so I never forget.
My blood is starting to boil again
Bubble and fizz and search for escape
Screaming at me to find a sharp edge
so I can weep tears of red.
May 27, 2015
May 27, 2015 at 8:34 AM UTC
The sun has disappeared again
Enrobed in folds of wispy gray
Shadows wrap around my heart
and squeeze.
The demons are dancing again
Twirling each other 'round and 'round
Stomping footprints into my head
so I never forget.
My blood is starting to boil again
Bubble and fizz and search for escape
Screaming at me to find a sharp edge
so I can weep tears of red.
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